Faced with everyone's doubts, Lucian Thornwick showed no reaction at all.
No argument.
No explanation.
Because he understood something simple.
For people who cling to an established system of knowledge, words mean nothing.
Only facts can prove the truth.
He simply turned calmly and nodded slightly toward Headmaster Dumbledore, who had arrived and was silently observing.
"Headmaster."
"I need to borrow Professor Snape's office… and his private potion storage."
Behind his half-moon glasses, Dumbledore's blue eyes studied Lucian deeply.
Curiosity.
Trust.
And a faint trace of anticipation flickered within them.
He asked no questions.
Instead he smiled gently.
"Of course, Mr. Thornwick."
"The school will provide you with everything you need."
Snape's Potion Vault
Lucian immediately walked toward the dungeons.
Snape almost choked on his words.
That's my office… and my personal potion storage.
But one look from Dumbledore silenced him.
In the end, Snape could only follow behind Lucian with McGonagall, Madam Pomfrey, Harry, and Ron.
He wanted to see with his own eyes—
whether Lucian could truly create another miracle.
Snape's office was dark and oppressive.
The air was thick with the mixed scents of potion ingredients.
His private storage room was the most valuable potion treasury in Hogwarts.
Thousands of bottles lined the shelves.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, Lucian walked inside.
But instead of consulting recipes or weighing ingredients like a normal potioneer—
He simply began selecting materials based on his own understanding.
A bundle of withered Moonlight Flowers.
A complete slice of dragon liver.
Then:
Unicorn horn powderPhoenix tearsSalamander blood
Within minutes he had chosen more than a dozen extremely rare ingredients.
Some even contradicted each other's magical properties.
Each one was priceless.
Snape's lips twitched violently.
To him, this wasn't potion brewing.
It looked like someone preparing an expensive poison.
The Spell
Lucian placed the ingredients neatly on the table.
But he didn't light a fire beneath a cauldron.
He didn't brew anything.
Instead—
Heaven-defying comprehension activated.
Research topic:
How to create an antidote to petrification without the core ingredient—mature Mandrakes.
Analysis:
Petrification is essentially the violent removal of life activity from a living organism by dark magic.
Therefore the solution is not traditional antidotes.
It is direct life-force restoration.
Use personal magic power as a source.
Simulate the life laws of the World Tree.
Extract and fuse life essence from multiple materials.
Forcefully reactivate the petrified life form.
Spell constructed.
Name:
Life Activation.
A Miracle of Magic
Golden starlike magic flowed from Lucian's fingertips.
The power formed countless delicate threads that wrapped around every ingredient.
Then the impossible happened.
The withered Moonlight Flowers seemed to reverse time—
instantly becoming fresh and vibrant.
Their core life essence condensed into a drop of silver liquid.
The dragon liver released a crimson glow of life energy.
Unicorn powder.
Phoenix tears.
Salamander blood.
Each ingredient was purified perfectly.
All impurities stripped away.
Only pure life essence remained.
Snape's eyes widened.
The doubt on his face disappeared instantly.
Replaced by pure shock.
This…
This wasn't potion brewing.
This wasn't even alchemy.
This looked like something a creator god would do.
Under everyone's stunned gaze, the floating lights slowly merged together.
No explosions.
No smoke.
No violent reactions.
The entire process was silent—
like watching a work of art being born.
Finally, all the lights fused into a small crystal bottle.
Inside was a transparent emerald potion glowing with gentle life energy.
The entire dark office filled with warmth and vitality.
Lucian calmly named it:
Petrification Reversal Potion.
Testing the Potion
When Lucian returned to the hospital wing with the potion, everyone behind him still looked dazed.
Especially Snape.
His entire worldview of potion-making had just been shattered.
Lucian ignored them and walked to Hermione's bed.
Harry and Ron held their breath.
But Lucian didn't use the potion yet.
This was the first time it existed in this world.
For safety, he needed a test subject.
So he turned and walked to the corner of the room.
There lay the first victim of the attacks:
Filch's cat — Mrs. Norris.
The cat looked like a lifeless gray statue.
Lucian uncorked the bottle.
A rich scent of life spread instantly through the room.
He tilted the bottle slightly.
One drop.
A single emerald drop fell into the cat's open mouth.
The room became completely silent.
Everyone stared.
Three seconds passed.
Then—
The miracle happened.
The stone-gray petrification began melting away from the cat's mouth.
Like snow under sunlight.
The restoration spread across its body.
Color returned to its fur.
Its limbs twitched.
Life returned to its eyes.
Five seconds later—
The cat suddenly jerked awake.
"MEOW!"
Mrs. Norris jumped off the bed and landed gracefully on the floor.
Alive.
Completely restored.
The Professors' Shock
Madam Pomfrey covered her mouth in disbelief.
McGonagall grabbed the bed to steady herself.
Snape stood frozen.
The laws of potion-making he had believed for decades—
were just shattered by a single drop of green liquid.
But the most shaken person in the room was Albus Dumbledore.
He wasn't shocked by the potion itself.
He was shocked by how it was created.
Snape saw a miracle.
Dumbledore saw something far more terrifying.
Lucian had not followed the rules of potion-making.
He had ignored the rules entirely.
Instead, he manipulated the fundamental law of life itself.
Lucian wasn't working within magic's system.
He was rewriting it.
For the first time in his life—
even Dumbledore felt a trace of fear.
Hermione Awakens
Lucian walked back to Hermione's bed.
He gently lifted her stiff chin.
Another drop of the potion slipped between her lips.
Everyone watched closely.
Almost immediately, the gray petrification began fading.
Color returned to her cheeks.
Her eyelashes trembled.
Madam Pomfrey's eyes filled with tears.
Harry and Ron shook with excitement.
Then—
Hermione Granger slowly opened her eyes.
At first her gaze was confused.
Fragments of memory remained.
The giant yellow eyes.
The terror.
But then her vision focused.
She saw Lucian standing beside her bed.
The fear vanished instantly.
As if nothing in the world could harm her while he stood there.
Emotion overwhelmed her.
She suddenly sat up and threw her arms around Lucian.
No words.
Only tears soaked into his robes.
Tears of relief.
Tears of survival.
And above all—
absolute trust in the boy who had brought her back from death.
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